And so on Friday to Newcastle for the Literary Art of Murder conference. I’m going to be talking about the way ‘new noir’ stories, written in the last twenty or so years, use 1950s imagery and mythology, and how by doing so they address the paranoias of our own time. Megan Abbott’s novel Die A Little, which I wrote about here, imposed itself on my talk in a way I didn’t expect, but then so did Johnny Cash. The conference itself promises some interesting things and the academic tone will no doubt be lightened by the presence of The Murder Squad.
On a more personal note it is almost exactly ten years since I finished my PhD at Newcastle, on Raymond Chandler. In terms of my writing I’ve moved on a long way from those days, so it is a little bit daunting to be part of that world again.
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